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     SWEET FUCKING CHRIST! THE HOODLUMS OF THE IMPULSE BRING UNTO YOU...
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  _I_R_ |    ||    |\    \       You Remind Me of
   M E  |    ||    |/____/       a Home-Town I once Knew
   P A  |    ||    |\    \       ir file number 135
   U L  |____||____| |____|      released 5.4.01
   L I  |    ||    |\|    |      by PaperHeartCutOut
   S T  |____||____| |____|      we're just fucking with your mind.
   E Y   even_god_reads_it

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The fumes of this world,
this cookie-cutter suburbia,
suffocates
this small-town girl.
I sputter
and cough out the polluion.
You  breathe in deeply
my worries,
regrets,
hatred...
my malignancy.
It sticks to,
sits it,
your lungs,
your
sould,
but still, you
hold me (regardless).
you cradle me,
console, comfort me in
this void that is life.
And in your gaze
I know
that when there is no where
where I am
welcome,
you will still feel like home
to me.


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          OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! IT WAS ANOTHER FUCKING IR FILE MAN!
    Copyright (c) 2001 IMPULSE REALITTY PRESS - http://ir.phonelosers.net
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